Last week, H turned 18 months old. One and a half. Six months ’til two. This was a milestone that felt really big to me. 18 months has just always sounded so old! Practically two! Not a baby anymore! To my ears, 18 months sounded like 18 years!
And now here we are.
H is such a little man. He has his quirks, preferences and habits. He is becoming more and more his own little dude with each passing day.
He loves dogs, hats, and vehicles (planes, trucks, cars, tractors… If it goes “vroom,” he loves it). Hearing a neighborhood dog bark outside can mean the end of mealtime. Leaving the house means deciding on the perfect hat to wear. And planes in the sky, or trucks driving by are cause to halt all activity and LOOK!
He is nodding and shaking his head for yes and no very consistently, which, combined with his small arsenal of words and signs make actual conversations possible with him. Having my first conversations with the tiny human I grew in my very own belly?? Mind. Blown.
Just for my own desire to remember, I’ll list his words and signs as of this date:
Spoken words - uh oh, ball, dog, vroom (for vehicles), bubbles, buh-bye, banana (sounds like balala – adorable), down, roar (lion), moo (cow)
Signs - milk, please, more, eat, drink, all done, music (he made that one up – just waves his fist in the air)
Also, he’s starting to parrot us a bit. I think I’ve heard him mimic: turtle, knock knock, choo choo, and a few others that I can’t remember – but I’m not sure since he’s never repeated them!
Physically, the baby is gone. G-o-n-e. He runs. He twirls. He tries to jump. He climbs. He throws and kicks balls. He crawls up and down steps. He dances and even tries to do the hokey pokey (I DIE every time of the cuteness).
H is keeping me on my toes, that’s for sure. He is getting into everything and always wants to PLAY PLAY PLAY with MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY. He is determined and opinionated and would like things his way or the highway, thankyouverymuch. The trademark kicking and screaming tantrums of toddlerhood have arrived! Though, to his credit, they are not at all excessive.
He is a full-time job and a half these days.
So full of energy and smiles.
It is really fun when you start feeling like you’re really, finally meeting your child, isn’t it?
